Category: haikai
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My Daily #Haiku (12/27/18)
12/27/18: contagious windy Broadway he says his runny nose is not contagious #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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Jungian Mourning
“…And the rest is silence.” cold moon
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“Cirrus clouds…” a #tanka (12/26/18)
12/26/18: prompt-free Cirrus clouds eclipse the sun this Boxing Day Their Woodbury Commons shopping without me #tanka #micropoetry #poetry
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My Daily #Haiku (12/26:18)
12/26/18: day after Christmas track practice after all-night indigestion Boxing Day #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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This Year’s Christmas Tree
Deep Evergreen. Full. Red and gold balls and bells; tops with gilded bands; Russian-esque spires all around. Four sets of lights; the white nina doll ornaments Mira loves. The giant bow. Our Christmas tree, welcoming as ever. Shadows deep within the brightly-lit boughs — the only hint of sorrow in the joy cold nightwe place…
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O Holy Night: A #tankaprose (Redux)
those shepherds’ reality Cold, starry night pierced by novel light among the singing stars they find a manger-laden babe A veil of all-to-human darkness fallen upon the world. Client-kings cater to the lock-step of Legionnaires bearing the word of Caesar. How could such a new star shine for the newborn of a woman whose own husband denies paternity?…
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Relocating the Gingerbread Man (Redux): a #Christmas #haibun courtesy of .@ImageCurve
It is a delicate procedure. One so precarious that Frankie runs from the kitchen, saying, “I can’t bear to watch in case this goes south.” Mira emerges from the kitchen. The gingerbread house Frankie worked on rests on a glass cake stand. new centerpieceiTunes’ carols playing asa proud pastry chefadmires his masterpiecein our Christmas trees’…
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My Daily #Haiku (12/24/18)
12/24/18: night before Christmas Christmas Eve unwrapping the presents goes on and on #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
